I am my own muse, I am the subject I know best.
The subject I want to know better.
// Frida Kahlo
art
MIND: Unplugged
The education system is not designed to turn out thoughtful individualists, it is there to get us to work. When we come home exhausted from the inanities of our jobs we can relax in front of the inanities of the TV screen. This pattern, punctuated by birth, death and marriage and a new car, is offered to us as real life.
Children who are born into a tired world as batteries of new energy are plugged into the system as soon as possible and gradually drained away … Those who have kept their spirit find it hard to nourish it and between the ages of twenty and thirty, many are successfully emptied of all resistance.
I do not think it an exaggeration to say that most of the energy of most of the people is being diverted into a system which destroys them
Money is no antidote. If the imaginative life is to be renewed it needs its own coin.
Imagination and Reality // Jeannette Winterson
SOL: Masochistic
the worst part of me
needed that pain in order
to feel whole again
3AM Thoughts // AKA “Haiku 116.”
SOL: Trifecta
The same way
Bosch envisioned the garden of
Earthly delights
The same way I find you
Always on your knees, how I
Imagine succumbing would taste
Sensory overload, rampant pleasure
A deep cacophony of sounds
One after another, unrelated yet
Fitting all the same
The same way Eve bit into
The apple, the same way I tauntingly
Hover over you as you
Beg for a taste
3AM Thoughts // AKA “You Are Art Personified.”
SOL: Carve
He asked how sculptors can
Make marble look so soft
But he was looking at me
When he asked it
3AM Thoughts // AKA “I Want To Chip Away All That Isn’t You.”
MIND: Mierda
I don’t give a shit what the world thinks. I was born a bitch, I was born a painter, I was born fucked. But I was happy in my way. You did not understand what I am. I am love. I am pleasure, I am essence, I am an idiot, I am an alcoholic, I am tenacious. I am; simply I am…
// Frida Kahlo
MIND: Mastery
The Pope asked Michelangelo: Tell me the secret of your genius. How have you created the statue of David, the masterpiece of all masterpieces?
Michelangelo’s answer: It’s simple. I removed everything that is not David.
The Art of Thinking Clearly // Rolf Dobelli
SOL: Arrogance
Anything can be
Art if you just label it
And believe it so
3AM Thoughts // AKA “Haiku 37.”
MIND: Crime
Art can be as spiteful as love.
Art and love are potentially criminal — or else they don’t exist.
Everything that comes from the gods puts hell into the human heart.
// Paul Valéry
MIND: Poquito
I love you more than my own skin and even though you don’t love me the same way, you love me anyways, don’t you? And if you don’t, I’ll always have the hope that you do, and I’m satisfied with that. Love me a little. I adore you.
// Frida Kahlo
